Corwin is doing well, although he’s picked up the annoying habit of parroting things that Mom and Dad say instead of responding to statements or questions. I got him back a bit on Saturday.
Mom had dropped the two of us off at the bowling alley while she did some home improvement shopping. We were late so we only got in one game before a bowling league showed up.
I didn’t bowl very well, but I still beat Corwin (I had informed him that if he got a higher score, he was grounded, although I don’t think that really affected his game). Corwin got a 96 despite his technique. Have the gutters disabled helped him quite a bit as he would frequently bounce the ball off them back in to the pins. It didn’t affect my game as I never had to make a corner pin. Mom later told me that we could have played without the guards but I didn’t realize that at the time. The alley is actually heavily automated. You sign in using a touch screen panel and it keeps score for you, showing you which player is up. There are options to raise or lower the guards apparently, but by the time I had found a ball and returned to the lane, Corwin had already signed himself in and was bowling.
Corwin’s current style of release is to charge up to the line with the ball clutched to his chest and then explosively fling it into the lane. I worked on him a bit to get him to swing his arm with the ball. He did that a few times but he’d immediately lapse back in to fling mode. He was impressed the one time I got him to watch me release because I managed to do it right and he couldn’t hear the ball touch the lane.
When Mom retrieved us, Corwin and I both had to sit in the back of the van because Mom had purchased some 8 foot lumber to build her guarden beds and the front seat was folded down to accomodate them. As we traveled, I attempted to enage Corwin in conversation but he decided to do the parroting thing. I then informed him that every time he did that, I would tickle him. Corwin responded to this gambit by becoming more subtle.
Corwin: “You’ll tickle me every time I copycat?”
Dad: “Yes. I think that’s fair.”.
Corwin: “No. I think that’s unfair.”
Dad: “Unfortunately, that’s the way it is.”
Corwin: “Unfortunately, that’s not the way it is.”
Dad: “Maybe I’ll just tickle you anyway.”
Corwin: “Maybe I won’t just tickle you anyway.”
Yes, with an eye for loopholes like that, Corwin turning out to be a lawyer-jock seems more likely all the time.